In the past, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, lifelike butterflies. Self-metaphor is suitable for the will! I don't know how to do it. Oh Ran Jue, then Yu Ran Zhou also. I don't know if Zhou's dream is a butterfly? Butterfly Dream for the Week? Zhou and butterflies must be separated, which is called materialization.

We can't trust our feelings, because they often deceive us, and the objective world doesn't necessarily really exist as it is.

People with mental illness have hallucinations in their eyes, but they believe that they are real, and that the sensory organs have deceived them, and possibly us.

In dreams, we still believe that there is something real in front of us, but the dream is just an illusion, just a mirror, maybe at this moment we are in a dream, and we have no way to draw a clear line between waking and dreaming.

Reality, like the demon of deception, has built a "mirror country" for me, when in fact reality can be so desolate that it is even unbearable.

So, can't the so-called dream paradise be another reality?

The vast desert, empty and lofty, magnificent and majestic, when the red sun falls in the west, the end of the horizon is red, and there is also a sense of desolation in the majesty.

The smoke of antiquity has long passed away in the years, and although the ancient road of the Yellow River has undergone several changes, it is still there.

Ye Fan was traveling alone, very tired, he lay on the yellow sand, looking at the blood-colored sunset, and didn't know how long it would take to leave this desert.

He graduated a few days ago, and at the same time said goodbye to the goddess on campus, maybe he won't see him, after all, he was tactfully told that from now on, it was time to break up.

The sunset is red, hanging at the end of the desert, and there is a serene beauty in the emptiness.

Ye Fan sat up and drank some water, feeling that his energy had recovered a lot, his body belonged to the slender and strong type, his physique was very good, and his fatigue gradually subsided.

Standing up and looking out, he felt that he was about to leave the desert, and that if he walked a little further, he might see the herdsmen's tents, so he decided to move on.

All the way west, he left a long, distant trail in the desert.

Silently, there was fog, which is very rare in the desert.

Ye Fan was surprised, and this fog turned out to be blue, giving people a kind of coolness in this late autumn season.

Before you know it, the fog is getting heavier, and the blue is swirling and hazy, enveloping the desert.

At the end of the desert, the sunset looked a little weird, and gradually turned into a blue sun, with a kind of magical beauty, and the fire clouds were also dyed blue.

Ye Fan frowned, although he knew that the weather in the desert was the most changeable, but it was really not normal in front of him.

There was silence, and he stopped.

Before entering the desert, he had heard from the local old herdsmen that when walking alone in the desert, sometimes he would hear some strange sounds and see some strange things, so he should be extra cautious.

He didn't care at the time.

It was still quiet, except for an extra layer of hazy blue mist in the desert, nothing else had happened, Ye Fan quickened his pace, he wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

At the end of the desert, the blue of the setting sun stained the western sky blue, but it was about to disappear from the horizon.

Ye Fan's speed became faster and faster, and he began to run, he didn't want to stay in this weird and uncertain place.

In the desert, mirage-like wonders mostly occur under the scorching sun, and they don't match at the moment, which doesn't look like a mirage.

To the west, is the legendary Kunlun Mountain!

Kunlun, known as the sacred mountain, the holy mountain, the mythological color is the strongest, from the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" to "Huainanzi", and then to the "Historical Records", etc., there are many records in various ancient books.

Suddenly, there was a soft sound in front of me, as if something had broken through the sand, and the sound was very dense, one after another.

Ye Fan stopped and stared at the desert, the blue light on the ground in front of him was dotted, like a scattered blue diamond, crystal clear, shining in the afterglow of the setting sun, countless crystal clear blue insects rose into the sky, turning the entire sky into a clear blue, beautiful.

It's so beautiful that it's not like the world, it's so beautiful that it's like a dream, but Ye Fan only felt extremely trembling, because there is a common sense in nature, that is, the more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are.

These crystal clear insects obscured the entire sky, Ye Fan felt an abnormal tremor coming from under his feet, by the way, he suddenly became alert, not only the more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are, it may be.

He didn't have time to pack up his things, so he turned around and ran, but the large chunks behind him had already begun to collapse, and the earth had cracked one after another, and the earth and rocks were splashed and the dust and sand were filled.

Ye Fan had never run to the collapsed earth, because it happened so suddenly, he didn't have time to react at all, as the crack in the earth that kept chasing him, his feet slipped, and he rolled directly to the ground, and then suddenly entered the endless abyss.

It's over, it's going to die!

At the moment of Ye Fan's fall, the experience of his life is rolling in his mind, parents, lovers, friends. Everything was like a marquee, but with the sound of a crash, he found himself on top of a huge petal.

What a beautiful flower it was, and there is probably no more beautiful flower on earth.

Ye Fan felt sore, he tried to stand up and looked out of the petals.

It was a flower, blooming all over the purple garden of the underground space, the branches swaying in the wind like a woman's soft waist, and the gorgeous petals reflected the light of the sun but did not look too tacky, but full of tenderness and love.

And the sun that shines on this garden of flowers and butterflies, which emits a faint fluorescence, is—

"Giant!"

Giants, broken stone statues of giants, broken stone statues of giants all over the ground, only one stone statue that is still intact stands in the center, surrounded by even larger flowers, beautiful and tragic, full of the vicissitudes of history.

On the giant's raised hands, there was a bronze coffin, the mouth of the coffin was half-hidden, red hair was falling, and a faint gray mist flowed. And he was standing among the stamens of the flower sticking out of the coffin.

Ye Fan's face was full of shock, because this was really shocking to people's vision, all this was too shocking and mysterious, and the incredible picture in front of him made him unforgettable for the rest of his life!

The dark aura of darkness surged, and the faint sound of sacrifice vibrated in the space,

"The sound of the sky is gradually sounding, do all beings know? Music is a divine play, and ants are unsolved. ”

"Yes, the earth listens."

"Sunken cities, caves of light, cellars of darkness, the gods listen."

"God understands its meaning, fades away from eternal sleep, and welcomes the moment of awakening."

Mysterious incantations of prayer are chanted in the void, and ancient galactic evils are awakened, bringing with them the greatest malice towards intelligent beings.

"Is another cycle about to begin?"

"I don't know who was lucky enough to escape from the cage this time."

"The path of reincarnation is now, leading to the yang world!"

Many ancient inheritances, some old and decrepit people have been revived, they have seen it, they have seen the Heavenly Dao once again pity, they have seen the darkness and ominousness, and they have seen the rise of generations of Tianjiao.

And no one knew that in this era of the revival of the Heavenly Dao, a young man disappeared into the earth in a coffin, completely unaware of everything that happened on the earth.

(End of chapter)

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